Wang Junhao slowly put down Wang Zhi, went to find a shovel, and carefully buried Wang Zhi. Wang Junhao slowly moved his gaze to the corpses of more than a thousand clansmen, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he muttered: "Don't worry, Wang Junhao will definitely avenge you."

He is very calm, because he knows that the person he wants to kill must not be simple, and only by staying calm at all times and improving his strength can he be qualified to take revenge.

Then, he strode into the ancestral temple to see what the earth-shattering secret was.

In the ancestral temple, there are only some supplies for worshipping gods and Buddhas and ancestors, and there is nothing special. Normally, only the village chief and some respected old people in the village come to worship.

He walked through the offerings to the gods and Buddhas and the ancestors to the end of the ancestral temple, only to see a statue of an angel and a statue of a demon god.

"No, Wangjia Village was destroyed because of this?"

Wang Junhao approached the two statues, touched the two statues with his hands, brushed off the dust on them with his hands, and found that there was a white crescent-shaped jade pendant on the angel statue, and a black crescent-shaped jade pendant on the demon god statue. Wang Junhao held his breath and gently took off the two jade pendants, and found that they were engraved with dense inscriptions, exuding a palpitating aura.

Combine the two jade pendants together! A burst of golden light suddenly erupted.

A majestic middle-aged man floated in the air, and Wang Junhao couldn't see the face of this middle-aged man.

"Junior of the Wang family, why don't you worship me when you see me!" the middle-aged man spoke first.

Every word that came out of the middle-aged man's mouth smashed into Wang Junhao's heart like a giant hammer.

"Why do you want to worship!" Wang Junhao endured the coercion and spit out such a sentence from his mouth.

"Look up!"

Wang Junhao raised his head and found that it read "The Position of the Ancestor of the Wang Family"

Wang Junhao was frightened, so he bowed his head.

I said in my heart, "Don't say it sooner"

The middle-aged man no longer embarrassed him.

asked: "Junior, what's the difficulty of the Wang family?

"Report to the ancestors, my Wang family's entire village was slaughtered, and I am the only one left alive. ”

"How could it be? Alas, the puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty!"

"Ancestor, what is it that caused my Wang family to be slaughtered?" Wang Junhao couldn't help but ask.

The ancestor glanced at Wang Junhao deeply and said, "You come with me." ”

With a wave of the ancestor's hand, the wall in front of him opened automatically. A room is revealed.

There was a crimson stone in the room, and a quaint knife on the knife holder.

"This stone is a blood refining stone, and this knife is a Heavenly Wing Demon God Slash! Blood refining stone can refine bloodlines, is this knife? Hehe, this is an ancient artifact. Junior, you are not a person who cultivates the truth, you go and have a good time, these divine objects, I can also help you keep for three years, these three years, if you are successful in cultivation, you can come back and get these great opportunities, if you don't cultivate, these opportunities will be lost to you!"

"Okay, senior, I won't let you down!" Wang Junhao said in a firm tone. He still wants revenge, and if he wants to take revenge, he must get this opportunity!

"Hurry up, someone is coming, hurry, hurry up" The ancestor seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and Wang Junhao was not allowed to question, so he sent Wang Junhao away with a very strong force.

After making sure that Wang Junhao had escaped, the ancestor smiled and said, "Junior of the Wang family, I said that if I help you keep it for three years, I will definitely help you keep it for three years!"